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The strange man's ears twitched as his face became serious.

"Junior brother, your Fire Beacon Needles are superb, I have not even noticed them." With that, his right hand trembled, and in the blink of an eye, his palm turned black.

A person walked out from the stone passage. He wore a bamboo hat, a long gray robe, and a sword on his back.

"Don't call me junior brother, I don't have a senior brother like you." The bamboo hat man's words were extremely indifferent. He walked in front of the three people wrapped in a curtain of light and stopped. He said to himself, "Even after a hundred years, you are still so despicable and shameless. I think these three people were thrown inside."

"Hehe, if you don't commit suicide, you will be destroyed by the heavens." The strange man laughed. He clenched his trembling right hand and said bitterly, "Junior brother, since we were once fellow disciples of the same sect, can you give me the antidote?"

The Smoke Stub was junior brother's unique poison technique that encompassed thousands of different poisons. Without the antidote, the poison would have died in an instant.

The bamboo hat man walked in front of the strange man and took off his bamboo hat, revealing a handsome face with eyes as cold as snow.

"What did you do to me nine hundred years ago?"

"Yue Er and I love each other so much. It's a pity that we were betrayed by my most respected senior brother because she was a demoness before being chased by you so-called righteous people. As for me …"

The bamboo hat man smiled ruthlessly: "And I was expelled from the sect and my cultivation was crippled. Ten years later, I heard that she was imprisoned in the Demonic Cave and tortured to death."

"From now on, I, Xiao Yan, was lucky enough to get a chance to cultivate again. I swore that if I met my former enemy, I would grind his bones to ashes!"

"Feng Wu Xia, it's not a pity that you died today. You want the antidote, right?"

The strange man, Feng Wu Xia, nodded his head in panic as a glint flashed across his eyes.

"Junior is in the wrong, please give me the antidote."

Xiao En threw away his bamboo hat and shouted coldly, "You also have such a day today. Kneel down and atone for your sins to Yue Er."

Feng Wu Xia nodded his head like a chick pecking rice. Then, he bent down and pretended to kneel.

However, he suddenly struck out with his palm midway, aiming for Xiao En's chest. The sluggish Xiao En didn't expect that he would suddenly attack and was hit solidly. He was hit on the wall, causing blood to leak out.

"As insidious as ever." Xiao Yan rubbed the corner of his mouth. Just as he stood up, he realized that he was unable to muster up any strength. The true energy in his dantian felt like it was frozen.

"Hahaha, this is something our master taught us. Have you forgotten?"

"Junior Brother, it's better to take out the antidote. Otherwise, I'll kill you now!" Feng Wumianzhe walked over, his killing intent rising in all directions. Just now, he had been feigning subservience, and his goal was to get closer to Xiao Yan so that he could sneak attack him.

Feng Wu Xia's right hand was trembling as he looked at Xiao Yan, who was slumped on the ground. His face grew darker and darker as the poison entered his body.

Thinking that the moment the poison entered his body, it would cause him to be near death. He hurriedly sat down to meditate, closed his eyes, and circulated his cultivation to try to use his cultivation as a poison.

Ling Hao and the other two, who were watching from the side, knew that the opportunity had come when they saw how both of them were wounded.

Immediately, Ling Hao withdrew his array, while Yang Linglong walked towards the strange man with quick steps. He took out his long sword, intending to kill him with one strike.

When Ling Hao saw this, he said, "With the strength of the two of them, their bodies have long since become indestructible."

"Let's take the silver box and move fast." Let's take the silver box and take advantage of this strange man's inability to chase.

"Once he catches up to us, we can only let him slaughter us as he pleases. This sort of existence is not something that the current you and I can withstand."

Yang Linglong and Yang Yue nodded.

The silver chest was not that heavy, but the inside of the chest was dazzling. Ling Hao only glanced at it for a moment before putting it into his Qiankun bag.

As he walked to the door, he glanced at Xiao Yan who was attempting to break through Feng Yuan's hand and faintly smiled.

"Let's go." The three people of Ling Hao's group rushed out of the cave as Yang Linglong raised her sword high into the sky.

Riding on the sword, Yang Yue laughed: "Hahaha, this time we've struck it rich, those two cranes are really interesting."

Ling Hao smiled slightly. It was quite interesting to see the two of them bickering along the way. Circling around the Blue Wolf Mountain, they could already see the structure of the Spirit Flame Race. The three of them had landed halfway, and now was the time to split the profits.

After going through so many hardships along the way, they had luckily obtained the inheritance of the Limitless Elder. They were all looking forward to see what was inside, the battle between two powerhouses that could not see through their strength.